The empty bottle lay on the floor; Bobbi Cochran was sprawled out right beside it, feeling the life slowly seep out of her body. Bobbi closed her eyes as the memory of that terrible day tried to invade her thoughts. That was then, this is now, she thought, looking around the crowded plane that was preparing for takeoff. Her purse sat next to her as the aircraft continued on down the runway, taking her to a new start in California and leaving behind Jo, their breakup and the friend turned whore she'd caught him with.